Saturday, April 01, 2006

I'm hanging on every word you say,
And even if you don't want to speak tonight,
That's alright, alright with me.
Cause I want nothing more than,
To sit outside heaven's door and listen to you breathing,
Is where I want to be.


A song from one of my favorite bands of all time. Enough said.

There are some things in life that are absolutely essential to me. It's not things like what most people would answer when you shoot this question at them, practical answers like love, money, and friendship. Yes, it's true that we need them, but some things in life are just impossible to live without- for me.

Basketball-
The first sport I played in my life, basketball's the sport I dreamt of making it big in when I was in primary school. When the list of CCAs (or ECAs as it was called then) was presented to me, it was to no doubt that I would be choosing basketball. The sound of the ball swishing into the net (chop!) would be etched in my mind forever. It's impossible to not feel proud of those shots and it's that feeling of elation and the possibility of hearing that wondrous sound that never fails to persuade me to join a game of basketball. From primary school until now, I'm still playing this great sport, though I'm playing it for the joys of the sport, rather than for the sake of improving my skills.

Soccer-
The one game in my life, which I am sure I won't live without it. The pure pleasure you derive from a goal you score, the absolute joy when you strike a volley into the top corner of the net, the indescribable feeling you get from a long range strike or even a simple tap in. Ever since I picked up this sport in my Secondary One days, it had never ever left my life. In fact, it inscribe such a mark in my life, that I strive to improve my skills every single day. No way would you see me reject a soccer match, 90 minutes or simply street soccer. One dream of mine when I was still naive was to become a professional soccer player, but when I realised the impossibility of it, that dream fade away. But my passion for football never did. I still chase every Manchester United game on my TV, every derby showdown, and every finals of every competition. But ah, pity that we live in small old Singapore, when the chances of making it big in the game aren't even there.

Manchester United 2 Bolton 1. This result blew the title race open, and the gap is cut to seven points. With Chelsea drawing 0 – 0 against Birmingham, imagine how I’m feeling now.

Music-
To be honest, I have no qualms with any forms of music. Classical, pop, rock, metal, anything. In fact, I listen to many different genres with ease and pleasure. I can't imagine life without music, it's as if it's my invisible friend. When I'm on a high, pop-punk music kicks in. Moody or lovesick, and there's never a lack of love songs on my playlist. Full of angst or just wanting to punch that someone on the face and metal or rock music provides just the thing for a bad-tempered afternoon.

Guitar-
I've two guitars at home. A classical and an electric. I aspire to be a world-renowned guitarist one day, and it seems impossible but well, I might as well give it a try. Playing every form of music on the guitar is already a daily habit, and though I boast of no amazing skills or rhythm, I'm planning on improving them right after my 'O' Levels Exams.

Writing-
The second of my aspirations. Writing is one way of expressing myself (or blogging) and since young; I've always enjoyed writing. English is one subject I love totally, but the teacher in my current English class isn't really an interesting one. Well, I love every comment made on my compositions, be it good or bad ones. I find writing simply pleasurable, when I can just spin up the wildest story and I can puppet the entire cast in it. Life would be pretty bland without words.

After cell group today, I stayed back for a while in Jac's house and played the guitar, some pool, before deciding to go back. Evangeline followed and we walked to the bus stop. Her bus came soon after, and I waited for guess who! Eve and Amadea! (: Haha, they came in Amadea's dad lorry and we went to Eve's pretty house. Her house is really pretty inside, her bedroom with orange curtains and everything. We ate popcorn chicken, orange juice peeled by our sweetest Eve and chocolates. I'm not afraid of Amadea! I thought I was since we haven't met so long but no, she's still the Amadea I know, super funny and super niceee. Her brother is the cutest thing ever; I got like three hugs from him? He's addicted to picture taking, taking picture of everything in the kitchen. He's just absolutely cuteeeee. Making really funny comments and action. And and and, we played the guitar! Eleazar and me. (: I <3 him, lots! Thank you, Eve, for the message you tried sending to my phone with my phone (To: You, cuteee). You're still as lovely as ever, and you and Amadea are some of the greatest friends I've had.

To Eve, Amadea, Eleazar.
You three are the best company I could ever ask for. <3
I LOVE EVE AND AMADEA THE MOST-EST.

My week wasn't really good, my two maths test (E-maths & A-maths) were not really well done, partly because I got too complacent. But then again, it sorta ended really well because of that trip to Eve's. With love, thank you! <3

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